Текст песни Bob Dylan - Sitting on a BarbedWire Fence
Bob Dylan - Sitting on a BarbedWire Fence слова песни
I paid fifteen million dollars, twelve hundred and seventy-two centsI paid one thousand two hundred twenty-seven dollars and fifty-five centsSee my hound dog bite a rabbitAnd my footballs sittin on a barbed-wire fenceWell, my temperature rises and my feet dont walk so fastYes, my temperature rises and my feet dont walk so fastWell, this arabian doctor came in, gave me a shotBut wouldnt tell me if what I had would lastWell, this woman Ive got, shes filling me with her driveYes, this woman Ive got, shes thrillin me with her hiveShes calling me stanOr else she calls me mister cliveOf course, youre gonna think this song is a riffI know youre gonna think this song is a cliffUnless youve been inside a tunnelAnd fell down 69, 70 feet over a barbed-wire fenceAll night!